I'm gonna tell you a rare tale
A girl who's life was for sale
Got a buyer who put it back in her hands
And she was so scared to dare take back the mess she had made
And he took a sponge and all the stains would fade
Hope is a four letter word
It takes four nails to hang artwork on a wall
And your life is an artwork all and all
Nail 1
The family
Nail 2
Your friends
your company
Nail three
The one who'll love you
Number Four
Me
To succeed you have to love yourself
Or that picture will fall right off
Love yourself.
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Soul
Poetry"Write something and it might be worthless, Paint something and it might be wordless, Nonsense verses Pointless curses, You'll see purpose start to surface, No one else is dealing with your demon, Meaning defeating them Might be the beginning...
